It happened to be the East Gate, but Li Mi had bought coffee, so the two groups were at different times and couldn't meet. Also, Fu Jinchuan disliked Nan Yu so much that even if he saw a similar figure from behind, he would look away and not bother to look.
Not to mention that he was driving and his attention was only focused on the road conditions.
Nan Yu delivered the food to Song Chu. His throat was dry, and he wanted to go to the hospital to buy some medicine. Song Chu took him to get some throat lozenges. He wanted to see the boy out, but Nan Yu told him to eat quickly.
The wick came out by itself.
Fu Jinchuan didn't see it.
Bai Cheng, sitting in the passenger seat, was admiring the scenery rushing past the window when she saw a familiar face. Her pupils dilated, her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively glanced at Fu Jinchuan.
The man noticed out of the corner of his eye that he suddenly turned his head, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Bai Cheng was so panicked that her body was trembling.
Fu Jinchuan had forgotten what Nan Yu looked like as a child. He recognized him; he had investigated him two years ago and learned that he had lived a miserable life in a small village in the north, which put his mind at ease.
I heard that he didn't even finish high school and has no academic qualifications.
I will not meet Jinchuan.
But he underestimated how insignificant this world was; the two had strong chemistry, and it was only a matter of time before they met.
Fu Jinchuan was driving fast too. In just a few seconds, Bai Cheng wasn't sure if the person was Nan Yu. If it was, she didn't want to think about it since they were so close.
Fu Jinchuan was choked by smoke and fell into a coma during the fire. He didn't know who saved him. Bai Cheng took credit for it. Strictly speaking, he also took the identity for himself and misled Fu Jinchuan into thinking that he was the 'Nan Yu' from when he was a child.
If it wasn't the real person, it would be easy to give himself away, so he used the fire to pretend to have amnesia. Fu Jinchuan always felt indebted to him and kept trying to make up for it.
But the more you try to make up for it, the more you feel indebted.
Since getting married, Fu Jinchuan has lost all sense of propriety. Bai Cheng wanted to sleep with him, and he did it, something he had always refused before. On their wedding night, the bride was nominally Nan Yu.
It is actually a white orange.
"No, it's nothing."
Bai Cheng forced a smile, trying to reassure herself that it wasn't Nan Yu. Back in the orphanage, Nan Yu was called Guo Guo. Almost all the information didn't match up, so Fu Jinchuan had already concluded that he was taking advantage of her kindness and wouldn't investigate further; he would only feel disgust.
"Jinchuan, my stomach hurts, I want to go back to the apartment."
Fu Jinchuan glanced at Bai Cheng, his brows furrowed with worry. "What's wrong? Your stomach hurts. Let's go to the hospital."
Bai Cheng's lips were pale, and his weakness was undeniable; his guilty conscience naturally led to his physical weakness.
"It's alright, take me back, Jinchuan."
Fu Jinchuan had no choice but to send him back.
Bai Cheng wanted to find He Nanxi, but knowing she wasn't sick, she naturally didn't dare let anyone come and shook her head in refusal, saying, "It doesn't hurt much anymore."
Before they could even exchange two sentences, the company had an urgent document that needed Fu Jinchuan's approval, which gave Bai Cheng a chance. Every minute of waiting was incredibly agonizing. At 4:30 in the afternoon, she remembered her secretary again.
I'm afraid Nan Yu will go to the company.
He arrived at the Fu Group in his luxury car, straightened his clothes outside, slowed his pace, and walked into the lobby.
There were three receptionists. One of them was talking to Nan Yu. Deng Xin had his back to the door. Many handsome men's backs are actually the same. They might attract a lot of attention, but sometimes they are not that eye-catching.
As Bai Cheng approached, the two receptionists called out, "Mr. Bai."
The receptionist who was talking to Nan Yu also hurriedly looked up and called out, "Mr. Bai."
Bai Cheng hummed in agreement. The gate had already been opened for him, so he could just walk over. Nan Yu finished delivering dinner and was about to leave when he turned around. Bai Cheng walked forward, and they bumped into each other right there.
Bai Cheng was stunned at first, then looked as if she had seen a ghost, her eyes filled with horror.
Nan Yu was also taken aback. Jin Wangba was on his left shoulder, reminding him that this was Fu Jinchuan's white moonlight. Bai Cheng panicked. What was he doing here?
Company employee?
No, impossible. Fu's family must have at least a bachelor's degree. He dropped out of high school and is disabled. No, absolutely not. It seems he lives not far from Fu's family. Wouldn't that make it easy for him to run into Jin Chuan? What if he knew what happened back then...
Bai Cheng dared not think about it.
The wealth and honor he had finally obtained.
We must not let it be taken away!
Without a system notification, Nan Yu might not have recognized Bai Cheng.
Realizing they were in the Fu family hall, Bai Cheng didn't dare to speak recklessly. She wanted to drag the person out and question them about why they had come to Kyoto.
But the location was wrong, and the other party caught him off guard.
He needs to think about it carefully.
What should we do next?
Suppressing my panic, I quickly passed through the turnstile and took the president's private elevator directly upstairs.
After Bai Cheng left, the receptionists finally realized that one of them was President Fu's mistress and the other was his legal wife. The two had been staring at each other for a while, and it turned out that there was a lot of tension between them.
Everyone felt a little awkward.
Keep your head down and do your own thing, even if you're not busy.
Nan Yu left, not paying much attention to Bai Cheng.
Moreover, he needs Bai Cheng to drive the plot forward so that he can divorce Fu Jinchuan.
Bai Cheng arrived at the president's office. Fu Jinchuan had gone to a business meeting with his business partners, taking two secretaries with him. Six others remained in the office. Bai Cheng stayed in the lounge, growing increasingly fearful.
He rolled up his sleeves to reveal a watch worth millions, stared at it for a long time, and then his eyes suddenly hardened. As long as he died, the secret would never be discovered, and all of this would still be his.
Bai Cheng went to the secretary's office and found Secretary Li, who had bought him coffee that morning. Secretary Li was typing away furiously.
A Starbucks cup was also placed on the table.
There are also some small lucky charms.
So engrossed was Bai Cheng that she didn't notice him until he was right in front of her, and immediately stood up: "Mr. Bai, is there something you need?"
Bai Cheng: "Help me investigate someone."
Secretary Li: "..."
Well, not only does he have to work for President Fu, but now he's also being asked to be a private investigator. "Who do you want to investigate?"
Bai Cheng paused, saying his name was Guo Guo, but he dared not say it. He stood at Secretary Li's workstation for a while with a frown, then suddenly remembered that the boy was mute. He narrowed down the possibilities and smiled.
Does the company hire disabled people?
Secretary Li: "I need to ask about personnel matters, please wait a moment."
Bai Cheng hummed in agreement but didn't leave. Secretary Li contacted the HR department via WeChat and received a positive reply. Secretary Li then said, "Mr. Bai, we're not hiring for the time being. If you need our services, you can ask President Fu."
Bai Cheng's face darkened, and she retorted, "What do I need? I'm asking you to check if there are any disabled people in the company! Like, no mute people, no deaf people, or anything like that?"
"Dumb," Secretary Li thought instantly of President Fu's wife.
But she quickly apologized, knowing that Bai Cheng would whisper in Fu Jinchuan's ear and Li Mi would have to pack her bags and leave tomorrow. "I'm sorry, Mr. Bai, none of the employees are disabled at the moment."
Bai Cheng breathed a sigh of relief; thank goodness there was nothing wrong.
Still feeling uneasy, he took the elevator back to the first floor. The receptionist saw him and her skin was tense. "Mr. Bai."
Bai Cheng hummed in agreement and asked the receptionist who was greeting Nan Yu, "What was that person who was talking to you doing at the company when I arrived?"
The receptionist's eyes darted around; did Mr. Fu's mistress not recognize Mr. Fu's wife?
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